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About Philadelphia

What trips me out? The smells—perfume, BO, desperation, mixin’ like a nasty stew. Gets me hype tho—life’s messy, raw! Probs why I dig “Tabu”—shit’s poetic but fucked. Brothels ain’t just sex, nah—they’re power, money, survival. Ever hear ‘bout that Amsterdam joint? Red lights blinkin’, tourists gawkin’—it’s a damn circus! Me? I’d prolly start a riot, flip tables, “WHERE’S MY OSCAR, BITCHES?!”

1. The exterior of an old-school brothel, date unknown.

In the west, the bawdy house girl filled an obvious need or they would not have survived as long as they did. Many did go on to marry prospectors, cowboys, or even doctors and lawyers and .

Ime gr8, right? Sorry, got lost in my own vibe. But seriously, West-View is more than a city—its heart beats in every alley, every sidewalk, and every soul. So strap in, buddy. When you wander through West-View, remember: "There is no nobility in poverty." The city hits you hard, but oh man, it teaches you the worth of every damn moment.

Westview HS football coach put on administrative leave following camp incident